Sitting at a stoplight

I was sitting at a stoplight yesterday ….minding my own business, waiting for it to turn green. A carload of young, loud Muslims shouting anti-American slogans stopped next to me. The light changed, the Muslims shook their fists, hit the gas and darted off ahead of me.

Suddenly an 18-wheeler came speeding through and ran directly over their car, crushing it completely.

For several minutes I sat in my car thinking to myself, “Man, that could have been me!”  So, today…bright and early, I went out and got me a job as a truck driver.